[diary] On Standards and Yarn Snobbery.
Well, today saw a lot of 'fun.' I called my mother to wish her a happy Mother's Day, which *was* fun. I also slept until noon, which was needed, but not fun. We spent about two or three hours just dicking around on the compys this afternoon, then there was massive housecleaning. This did not include scrubbing floors, but only because it was too late in the day, and my poor back was shot from the sweeping, hauling, sorting and emptying that comes from being the primary recycling nut in a soda-drinking household. Dishes were done, papers were sorted, the fridge was cleaned out, things got dusted and picked up. The place is very pretty, although it still looks lived in. However, this is *exactly* the way I like my home, so it's wonderful. I hate feeling like I live in a museum, and if things aren't spotless all the time, the world will end. I'll deal with a bit of dust and some glasses on my desk, thanks. My home doesn't echo, and I like it that way.
I've added evening primrose oil to my daily stuff. It'll go in place of the pill. That way I'll remember to take it. ^_^ It's supposed to be very good for women my age, we'll see how it treats me. Along the same vein, once this wedding stuff is all done and paid for, I get to "invest" some more funds in lunapads. This makes me TREMENDOUSLY happy. I love my lunapads. I can't use the Diva Cup as yet- my cervix is tipped funny. So I will put more into my pads, and be completely set for my first period off the pill in a very long time. I hear tell they're usually heavier, so I want to make certain I have enough to get me through the week of DOOM and stuff, without having to run 'em through the wash every day. I'm really excited for this. A little nervous, but really kinda excited.
I need to get shoes for the wedding. I'm going the cute little chinese slippers, but I have to get down to Chinatown sometime to get them. Knowing me and my lazy ass? That'll end up being the weekend immediately before the wedding... if not the Thursday night - where I'm supposed to be arriving at the Falls on the Friday.
I got the days off straightened out with work. This makes me very happy.
My thoughts for today, as indicated by my subject line. I was balling a skein of Paton's acrylic today (in a forest green I got around St. Paddy's, figuring to use it for something to tell "I'm Irish!" with), and was pulling a face about it. I can still feel the yarn between my fingers. There was a knot in my skein, which prompted me to make a disgusted noise. Alec looked over and asked me what was wrong. I told him, and he was concerned I couldn't use the yarn. I told him I could, but I was glad I was only (currently) planning to use it to make covers for our swiffer so we didn't have to buy pads all the time. I mentioned that the yarn felt odd to me, especially after all my time recently with wool - especially malabrigo merino. I made him feel it, and while the strand felt to me like there were TREMENDOUS differences, namely in thickness, texture, and general... flow... he thought it felt "a little more rope-y" but that was it. I about fell over, and essentially said that I'll probably be working exclusively with wool at this point, at least if it's for garments. Potentially cotton as well, depending on the use. Cotton blends would be okay for light-weight stuff, but for sweaters, slippers, longies, scarves, all the stuff I like to make... Wool. All the way. And I'd said it, and then commented, "Dude. I think I'm becoming a yarn-snob." Alec told me it wasn't so much snobbery as it was high standards. I'm not entirely sure where the difference in this lies, but hey. Apparently, I have very high standards for most things in my life, although I do have the knack for at least being realistic about it. I'm pleased about this, of course, I like knowing I've set decently high goals for myself, but... I didn't even know I was doing it! Apparently, this is the case with my RP as well. I tend to think of myself as an RP snob. I don't like being so, but there are people (or types thereof) that I just CAN'T play with. These are the ones with the habitually poor spelling, and of common words like the, and, of, to (too, two), your (yore, you're), and are (our), as well as the ones that just... *sigh* I think the easiest way to put it is that they just "wet noodle." They sit there, and no matter how hard you try to move them into a bit of plot, all they react with is 'hum. bored now.' Alternatively, I simply avoid the folks that blow shit up for no real reason. This tends to be an issue both online and tabletop. Interesting. I'm a particular gamer. Go figure I'd be particular about everything else. I wonder if I'm particular about my books... or my clothes? o.O; Strange.
So yes. I'm a yarn junkie. I'm buying $6/hank (215y) malabrigo because I adore how it feels in my hands. I hate my $3.50 skein of acrylic for the same reason. I love how my wool is all one strand. The acrylic is three or more... and always comes unwound, and I hate that too. o.o;; Apparently, I'm just setting high standards for my materials. Wow. Who'd'a thunk it? Especially from me? Probably everyone BUT me saw this, but... I sure didn't. I knew there were things I was particular about, I guess I just never put two and two together to get this before. Huh.
I suppose the best thing of all is that I'm spotting today, just like I knew I would be, and I'm in a pretty decent mood. None of this crabby-go-cranky shit I usually have about now, and none of the paranoia I would ordinarily have from not having full-on bleeding by now.
I've added evening primrose oil to my daily stuff. It'll go in place of the pill. That way I'll remember to take it. ^_^ It's supposed to be very good for women my age, we'll see how it treats me. Along the same vein, once this wedding stuff is all done and paid for, I get to "invest" some more funds in lunapads. This makes me TREMENDOUSLY happy. I love my lunapads. I can't use the Diva Cup as yet- my cervix is tipped funny. So I will put more into my pads, and be completely set for my first period off the pill in a very long time. I hear tell they're usually heavier, so I want to make certain I have enough to get me through the week of DOOM and stuff, without having to run 'em through the wash every day. I'm really excited for this. A little nervous, but really kinda excited.
I need to get shoes for the wedding. I'm going the cute little chinese slippers, but I have to get down to Chinatown sometime to get them. Knowing me and my lazy ass? That'll end up being the weekend immediately before the wedding... if not the Thursday night - where I'm supposed to be arriving at the Falls on the Friday.
I got the days off straightened out with work. This makes me very happy.
My thoughts for today, as indicated by my subject line. I was balling a skein of Paton's acrylic today (in a forest green I got around St. Paddy's, figuring to use it for something to tell "I'm Irish!" with), and was pulling a face about it. I can still feel the yarn between my fingers. There was a knot in my skein, which prompted me to make a disgusted noise. Alec looked over and asked me what was wrong. I told him, and he was concerned I couldn't use the yarn. I told him I could, but I was glad I was only (currently) planning to use it to make covers for our swiffer so we didn't have to buy pads all the time. I mentioned that the yarn felt odd to me, especially after all my time recently with wool - especially malabrigo merino. I made him feel it, and while the strand felt to me like there were TREMENDOUS differences, namely in thickness, texture, and general... flow... he thought it felt "a little more rope-y" but that was it. I about fell over, and essentially said that I'll probably be working exclusively with wool at this point, at least if it's for garments. Potentially cotton as well, depending on the use. Cotton blends would be okay for light-weight stuff, but for sweaters, slippers, longies, scarves, all the stuff I like to make... Wool. All the way. And I'd said it, and then commented, "Dude. I think I'm becoming a yarn-snob." Alec told me it wasn't so much snobbery as it was high standards. I'm not entirely sure where the difference in this lies, but hey. Apparently, I have very high standards for most things in my life, although I do have the knack for at least being realistic about it. I'm pleased about this, of course, I like knowing I've set decently high goals for myself, but... I didn't even know I was doing it! Apparently, this is the case with my RP as well. I tend to think of myself as an RP snob. I don't like being so, but there are people (or types thereof) that I just CAN'T play with. These are the ones with the habitually poor spelling, and of common words like the, and, of, to (too, two), your (yore, you're), and are (our), as well as the ones that just... *sigh* I think the easiest way to put it is that they just "wet noodle." They sit there, and no matter how hard you try to move them into a bit of plot, all they react with is 'hum. bored now.' Alternatively, I simply avoid the folks that blow shit up for no real reason. This tends to be an issue both online and tabletop. Interesting. I'm a particular gamer. Go figure I'd be particular about everything else. I wonder if I'm particular about my books... or my clothes? o.O; Strange.
So yes. I'm a yarn junkie. I'm buying $6/hank (215y) malabrigo because I adore how it feels in my hands. I hate my $3.50 skein of acrylic for the same reason. I love how my wool is all one strand. The acrylic is three or more... and always comes unwound, and I hate that too. o.o;; Apparently, I'm just setting high standards for my materials. Wow. Who'd'a thunk it? Especially from me? Probably everyone BUT me saw this, but... I sure didn't. I knew there were things I was particular about, I guess I just never put two and two together to get this before. Huh.
I suppose the best thing of all is that I'm spotting today, just like I knew I would be, and I'm in a pretty decent mood. None of this crabby-go-cranky shit I usually have about now, and none of the paranoia I would ordinarily have from not having full-on bleeding by now.